Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from United Kingdom and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Babytalk to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Sugar Minott,
Swans,
Theoretical Girls,
Rekid,
Youth Brigade,
Radio Birdman,
The New Christs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rosa Yemen,
The Slackers,
Symarip,
Marvin Gaye,
Schoolly D,
The Misunderstood,
Arcadia,
Qualms,
Fad Gadget,
Visage,
Ash Ra Tempel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band,
Delta 5,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Smoke,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crime,
Eurythmics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Skatalites,
Scientists,
Alton Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Barbara Tucker,
Lindisfarne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Judy Mowatt,
Kool Moe Dee,
Iggy Pop,
Cabaret Voltaire,
David McCallum,
Avey Tare,
Suicide,
Eric Dolphy,
DNA,
the Human League,
Slick Rick,
Nico,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Blues Magoos,
Cal Tjader,
Lalann,
The Monochrome Set,
Popol Vuh,
The Real Kids,
Los Fastidios,
The Dead C,
The Trojans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sonic Youth,
Hashim,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.